Max has been dreaming about this moment since he first got the keys. Not literally, because he doesn't dream, but sometimes when he's bored in the middle of the night and standing by the edge of the deck gazing off into the horizon, he fantasizes about being able to actually pit these two cars against each other.
He even correctly guessed the color and interior of Skulduggery's car. The Omnic may not have a single ounce of creativity or much of an imagination, but he certainly nailed a lot of how this would go.
Being able to drive right into Ava to pick her up is definitely a bonus.
He gives an almost imperceptible nod back to Skulduggery getting into his car and listening as it hums to life, perking up and floating a foot off the ground. He will sedately drive out of the lot and to their new fictional starting line, real casual. As if he hasn't a care in the world and doesn't have visions of absolutely leaving this Bentley into the dust swirling around his head.
"Perhaps that cactus out there?" Far far in the distance is something that might even be a stick, but the familiar three arm shape proclaims what it's supposed to be.
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He even correctly guessed the color and interior of Skulduggery's car. The Omnic may not have a single ounce of creativity or much of an imagination, but he certainly nailed a lot of how this would go.
Being able to drive right into Ava to pick her up is definitely a bonus.
He gives an almost imperceptible nod back to Skulduggery getting into his car and listening as it hums to life, perking up and floating a foot off the ground. He will sedately drive out of the lot and to their new fictional starting line, real casual. As if he hasn't a care in the world and doesn't have visions of absolutely leaving this Bentley into the dust swirling around his head.
"Perhaps that cactus out there?" Far far in the distance is something that might even be a stick, but the familiar three arm shape proclaims what it's supposed to be.